Chapter 571: Mr. Cheney will coax you, protect you
She was exactly what she had envisioned, the typical image of a virtuous wife and good mother.
As Tomer led Yolanda Fern to the door, he inevitably saw Jasmine Yale.
“Mr. Tomer.” Jasmine Yale greeted.
“Miss Yale? Who are you looking for?” Tomer asked indifferently.
Tomer looked the same, but the wrinkles on his forehead were deeper.
“I’m looking for Chale.”
“The young master has gone to piano class, let’s talk another day.”
Tomer didn’t show much emotion either.
Yolanda Fern glanced at Jasmine Yale and rubbed her eyebrows and temples, her brow furrowed.
She let go of Tomer’s hand, seeming a bit helpless.
“Mr. Tomer, I have a bit of a headache. Please attend to the visitor. I’m going back to my room to rest.”
Having said this, Yolanda Fern let go of Tomer’s hand and went into the Cheney Residence.
Her figure, graceful and lithe, quickly disappeared from Jasmine Yale’s sight.
“Mr. Tomer, I know Chale is at home. I want to see him.” Jasmine Yale insisted.
She knew that Tomer never quite liked her.
“Miss Yale, you need to understand your position. You have nothing to do with Mr. Cheney anymore, you shouldn’t come looking for the young master. Now, Miss Fern has returned from Lonton, and naturally someone will take care of the young master.”
“Chale said he wanted to see me, that’s all there is to it.” Jasmine Yale spoke calmly.
“Miss Yale, the person engaged to Mr. Cheney is Miss Fern. Now, naturally, the young master’s mother is Miss Fern, so you don’t need to come anymore.”
“Does everyone know about Mr. Cheney?”
“Yes.” Sorrow deepened on Tomer’s face, “From now on, Miss Fern will raise the young master. You don’t need to worry.”
“Forget about the future for now, can’t I see Chale at this moment?” Jasmine Yale demanded.
She noted that the sadness on Tomer’s face was genuine.
But his actions confused her!
She just wanted to see Chale once; she didn’t say anything about taking Yolanda Fern’s place.
The child was crying heartrendingly, and it felt like her heart was being washed by a turbulent current.
“Miss Yale, I hope you won’t have any involvement with the Cheney family in the future.” Tomer was ruthless, “Don’t dream of Mr. Cheney’s property. Mr. Cheney supporting you for twelve years is already above and beyond.”
Suddenly, Jasmine Yale felt a sharp pain in her chest.
Why was it about the property?
She never thought about any of Sylvan Cheney’s belongings.
She didn’t want anything.
“Miss Yale, don’t try to get closer to the young master for other purposes. Outsiders will always remain outsiders. You should be clear that your last name is Yale, not Cheney.”
“Mr. Tomer, it seems… your last name isn’t Cheney either, is it?”
Jasmine Yale gave Tomer a casual glance. He truly disliked her.
No matter what, they had known each other for fifteen years. There was no need for this.
“Don’t argue with me. Mr. Cheney is gone, and you don’t have anyone to pamper you anymore.” Tomer spoke coldly, “In the future, don’t come to the Cheney Residence.”
“Before when you cried and made a fuss, Mr. Cheney would always pamper you, protect you. Now, that trick won’t work here.”
Listening to each word Tomer said, there was a dull pain in Jasmine Yale’s chest.
The sun was blinding.
It seemed like Tomer had been tolerating her for years.
“Mr. Cheney did not acknowledge you as his sister, so you can’t get a single bit of Mr. Cheney’s belongings.” Tomer’s tone carried a warning and threat.
“Will Yolanda Fern become the lady of the house in the future?” Jasmine Yale looked up.
“Of course, Miss Fern is Mr. Cheney’s official fiancée.”